All Chapters of I HEARD HIM SAY " DADDY": Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Lisa… Or Annalise?

ANNALISE / LISA For a moment, no one in the room moved. The name Annalise Carter lingered in the air like a fragile piece of glass that had just been dropped but had not shattered yet. It seemed to float between us, delicate and dangerous, waiting for someone to touch it and cause everything to break apart. My heart began pounding violently against my ribs. Each beat felt heavier than the last, loud enough that I was certain everyone at the table could hear it. The sound filled my ears, drowning out everything else. My throat suddenly felt dry, and I swallowed slowly, hoping no one would notice the sudden tension creeping into my body. Sophia continued staring at me. Her eyes did not move away from my face even for a second. She was waiting. Waiting for confirmation. Waiting for the truth. Her gaze searched my expression with a kind of stubborn determination, as though she believed the answer was already there and she simply needed to look long enough to find it. Beside me

An Unwelcomed Visitor

ANNALISE/LISA... I stood frozen, my mouth dry, my mind a tangled mess. I knew there was an expectation for me to say something, but every instinct told me to remain silent. The air around us felt heavy, thick with tension, as if the world itself were holding its breath. My heart pounded violently in my chest, a relentless drum echoing in my ears. Words—simple, ordinary words—refused to form. All I could do was watch, rooted to the spot, feeling both helpless and exposed. Suddenly, a sharp noise cut through the quiet, snapping our attention to the driveway. The sound of raised voices, angry and urgent, carried clearly even from where we stood. My stomach tightened as a sinking feeling spread through me—someone had come to see Sophia, and whatever it was, it wasn’t going well. “I can’t believe you followed me home, Ethan! Are you out of your mind?” Sophia’s voice rang out, trembling with fury and disbelief. “Get out of my housr!” she added, her words snapping like whips in the

Ethan!!!!

ANNALISE / LISA The house slowly returned to life after Sophia stormed out, but the tension she left behind clung stubbornly to the walls like a shadow that refused to fade. For several long moments, none of us spoke. The silence that settled over the living room felt heavy and fragile, as if even the smallest word could shatter something invisible hanging between us. I sat quietly on the couch, my hands clasped tightly together in my lap. My fingers had grown stiff from the pressure of my grip, the knuckles pale and tense, yet I barely noticed the discomfort. My mind was still replaying the scene outside. Sophia’s furious voice. Ethan standing stubbornly in the driveway, refusing to leave no matter how harshly she demanded it. The way her hands trembled even while she tried to appear strong. Something about the argument hadn’t felt normal. It hadn’t sounded like the usual fight between two people who once loved each other. It had felt deeper. More dangerous. Like somethin

The Past following

ANNALISE/LISA The moment my eyes met Ethan’s, my chest tightened violently, as if some unseen hand had wrapped itself around my ribs and refused to let go. Time slowed for a heartbeat, then accelerated in a rush that left me dizzy and unsteady. He was Sam’s best friend. And that meant everything I had been running from—every memory I had tried to bury—was suddenly standing right in front of me, staring back with a calm intensity that made my skin crawl. I could feel panic bubbling in my chest, a hot, suffocating wave that I struggled to contain. My throat constricted, my stomach dropped, and a thousand frantic thoughts collided in my mind at once. I couldn’t—no, I wouldn’t—let him see me like this. I didn’t wait for words, didn’t allow the small part of me that wanted to run and hide to negotiate. My feet moved before my mind fully caught up, and I turned sharply, the click of my heels against the polished hardwood echoing through the house like a warning. My heart threatened to bur

Fake love

AIDEN “Ethan, you should leave. You’re making Sophia upset.” The words came out steady, but inside I could feel the tension tightening in my chest. I hated situations like this—standing between two people, trying to keep the peace when everything already felt like it was falling apart. Ethan’s eyes snapped to mine immediately. There was disbelief in them, mixed with something darker. Hurt, maybe. Or anger. “Really?” he asked slowly. “Is that what you want?” The way he said it made it sound less like a question and more like a challenge. For a moment, I felt the weight of it pressing down on me. I knew what he was asking. Not just whether I wanted him to leave, but whether I truly believed Sophia wanted him gone too. “Yes,” I said finally. The word left my mouth before I could think about it too much. I told myself it was the right thing to do. Sophia had already made it clear she didn’t want a scene tonight, and Ethan being here was only making things worse. Still, the tight

Stitching The Pieces Together

ANNALISE/LISASophia was crying so much that it was painful to watch. Her shoulders shook with each breath, and the sound of her quiet sobs filled the room. She kept wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, but the tears kept coming, as if the sadness inside her had finally found a way out and refused to stop.I sat beside her on the couch, close enough to let her know she wasn’t alone. Slowly, I placed my hand on her shoulder and rubbed it gently, hoping the small gesture would calm her even a little.“You are going to be okay, alright?” I said softly. “Just calm down.”She tried to breathe normally, but every breath still trembled. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked completely exhausted.“You know… it’s been a messy last couple of days,” Sophia said between breaths. Her voice sounded fragile, like she was afraid that if she spoke too loudly she might break down again. “I’m sorry if I seem to be doing too much.”I immediately shook my head.“You’re not, darling,” I sai

Fractures

ELENA I arrived home with Sam and my son, exhaustion clinging to every part of my body like a heavy coat I could not take off. The moment the front door closed behind us, the quiet of the house wrapped around me. After the noise of the hospital, the constant beeping machines, the worried whispers of nurses, and the endless questions from doctors, the silence felt almost unreal. My son was already half asleep in my arms. His small body rested against my chest, warm and fragile, and the steady rhythm of his breathing made my heart tighten. For days I had been terrified that I might lose him. Even now, standing in the hallway of our home, that fear still lingered in the back of my mind. I carried him carefully down the hallway and pushed open the door to his room with my shoulder. The soft light from the bedside lamp illuminated the familiar space. His toys were scattered near the corner and the small blue blanket he loved so much was still folded neatly on the bed. Normal th

The Dead Don't Return

SAM The silence Elena left behind felt heavier than any argument we had ever had. I stood in the middle of the living room long after she walked away, staring at the hallway where she had disappeared. Part of me expected her to return. I imagined her stepping back into the room with that stubborn look in her eyes, telling me she had overreacted or that she had not meant the things she said. But she did not come back. The house remained quiet. It was the kind of silence that presses against your ears until your own breathing sounds unnaturally loud. I slowly dragged my hand across my face. The exhaustion sitting in my body felt bone-deep. My temple throbbed faintly where the bruise from the accident had not yet fully faded. The doctor had told me several times that I needed rest, but rest felt impossible tonight. My mind refused to be still. Instead, it replayed Elena’s words over and over again. Sell Annalise’s company. The sentence echoed through my thoughts like a hammer

The Wedding Dress

ANNALISE / LISA The workroom felt different the moment we stepped inside. The air inside the room carried a quiet familiarity that wrapped around me almost instantly. It was the kind of comfort that came from a place filled with creativity, patience, and memories of countless hours spent shaping simple pieces of fabric into something meaningful. The faint scent of freshly ironed cloth lingered in the air, mixed with the soft smell of cotton and thread. Sunlight slipped through the tall window near the far wall, casting a warm glow across the room. It illuminated the worktable, the rows of neatly arranged fabrics, and the sketches pinned carefully on the board above the table. In the center of the room stood the mannequin. The unfinished dress still hung on it. Sophia walked toward it slowly, almost cautiously, like someone approaching something fragile. Her fingers brushed lightly against the soft ivory fabric as if she were greeting it after a long absence. For a few seconds,

Veiled in lies

ANNALISE / LISA “You can’t see the bride in her gown before the wedding day. It’s bad luck,” Sophia said, her voice carrying that careful mix of excitement and authority as she circled around me, her fingers lightly adjusting the folds of my dress. The fabric whispered against my skin, soft and expensive and suffocating all at once. From the doorway, Aiden let out a quiet scoff, the sound cutting through the room like something deliberately placed. “Oh, you actually believe in that superstitious stuff?” Sophia didn’t even pause. “It’s not superstition,” she replied sharply, smoothing down the side of the gown with more force than necessary. “Now please, leave. Alright?” There was a beat of silence, the kind that always stretched just a second too long when Aiden was deciding whether to push things further. Then he chuckled under his breath. “Okay,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender, though the smirk on his face never faded. “Not like I care that much.” His eyes fli

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